The doctor's auto stood outside.
"You will, of course, let me take you home?"
George was glad to accept, and he jumped in.
The doctor lingered a moment, to examine his tire.
As he did so, a man, coming forward out of the darkness, accosted him.
George leaned forward slightly, as he distinguished the Salvation Army uniform. His face was quite indistinctly seen.
"Will you kindly tell me if the boy is out of danger?" he asked in a low, eager voice—so low that George did not catch the words.
"I think so," the doctor answered. "I guess his father would like to thank you for your share in the rescue," he added, nodding toward George. "There he is!"
One moment he looked toward George. Then, without a word, he turned hastily, and walked rapidly away.
Something in his familiar gait, made George tremble. With a sudden impulse, he jumped to the ground.